Succumbence
Flowers freeze<br/> among the icy debris<br/> these solemn walls<br/> once stood so tall<br/> yet still toppled<br/> like the leaves in fall<br/> echoes<br/> and blinding snow<br/> water<br/> frozen in flow<br/> as autumn is taken<br/> by a breeze<br/> beneath the canopy<br/> lichens dangle<br/> like a drapery<br/> Stretching<br/> to the bottom<br/> of the misty valley<br/> shrouded<br/> in a thick fog<br/> enchanted pines<br/> glistening<br/> with morning dew<br/> flourishing<br/> without you!<br/> flowers freeze<br/> among the icy debris<br/> these solemn walls<br/> once stood so tall<br/> yet still toppled<br/> like the leaves in fall<br/> echoes<br/> and blinding snow<br/> water<br/> frozen in flow<br/> as autumn is taken<br/> by a breeze<br/> Pitch black<br/> the river<br/> another boson<br/> another sliver<br/> I came alive<br/> enough to row<br/> scapegoat<br/> black night seems divine<br/> bless my liver i hope to die<br/> Hateful rain<br/> sadistic moon<br/> letting light in<br/> through gaping wounds<br/> as you’re devoured<br/> by walking wolves<br/> in the waking woods<br/> Hateful rain<br/> sadistic moon<br/> letting light in<br/> through gaping wounds<br/> as you’re devoured<br/> by walking wolves<br/> in the waking woods
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Save your livelihood<br/> by forgetting falsities<br/> benign<br/> to the mountain<br/> high<br/> above the storm clouds<br/> another ridgeline<br/> in view<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows<br/> save your livelihood<br/> by forgetting falsities<br/> benign<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows<br/> <br/> crawl back into the dirt<br/> empty<br/> hollow<br/> majesty<br/> legs of swallow<br/> blue black sage<br/> in an empty bottle<br/> crawl back<br/> into the dirt<br/> empty<br/> hollow<br/> majesty<br/> crawl back into the dirt<br/> empty<br/> hollow<br/> majesty<br/> blue black sage<br/> in an empty bottle<br/> crawl back<br/> into the dirt<br/> empty<br/> hollow<br/> majesty<br/> save your livelihood<br/> by forgetting falsities<br/> benign<br/> to the mountain<br/> high<br/> above the storm clouds<br/> another ridgeline<br/> in view<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows<br/> save your livelihood<br/> by forgetting falsities<br/> benign<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows<br/> we weren't meant to see<br/> we were just sent to build the barrows
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Appalachian Man<br/> sang a song<br/> about the dawn<br/> just as the wind<br/> carried a howl<br/> that drowned out all the sound<br/> that's when he heard her growl<br/> among the sound of his bones<br/> the teeth and trees<br/> as its all falling into hell<br/> to which he sang along so well
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Find yourselves<br/> without the option<br/> to care<br/> or ever<br/> have thoughts<br/> to share<br/> about the testaments<br/> of the Templar’s who burned our homes<br/> and stuck our women<br/> to the sound<br/> of their pslam<br/> <br/> Have a hatred<br/> for matinee<br/> hold a torch<br/> to every curtain<br/> watch<br/> the color decay<br/> the pious patrons<br/> have come to pass<br/> their scorched silhouettes<br/> cast shadows<br/> in the glass<br/> <br/> We’ve lost the road<br/> Under leaves from the breeze<br/> Our lands were leveled by blight and siege<br/> there’s no more light here<br/> but for a wicked gleam<br/> Through the twisted trees<br/> <br/> torturous townsfolk tote ropes and torches<br/> atop horses quartering corpses<br/> <br/> Find yourselves<br/> without the option<br/> to care<br/> or ever<br/> have thoughts<br/> to share<br/> about the testaments<br/> of the Templar’s who burned our homes<br/> and stuck our women<br/> to the sound<br/> of their pslam<br/> <br/> Have a hatred<br/> for matinee<br/> hold a torch<br/> to every curtain<br/> watch<br/> the color decay<br/> the pious patrons<br/> have come to pass<br/> their scorched silhouettes<br/> cast shadows<br/> in the glass
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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It doesn’t help but hinders to watch the days through an hourglass and ask your false god for a pass us sons of Odin crave your submission<br/> submission to our malice as we fire out barrages of bullets blindly laughing in the face of diplomacy<br/> <br/> die of thirst with not to eat but flesh and blood buried in refuse beneath our floors laughing at diplomacy<br/> <br/> It doesn’t help but hinders to watch the days through an hourglass and ask your false god for a pass us sons of Odin crave your submission<br/> submission to our malice as we fire out barrages of bullets blindly laughing in the face of diplomacy<br/> <br/> die of thirst with not to eat but flesh and blood buried in refuse beneath our floors laughing at diplomacy
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
the ceaseless<br/> pillaging<br/> hatred<br/> for villany<br/> dismay<br/> when it breaks away<br/> at Your blackest heart<br/> encased<br/> in sacred frost
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026